Be an Item Master From a Full-time Hunter

"Isn't there usually only one head of a spider?

"The head can also be divided into two parts: the left brain and the right brain."

Chrollo also made a rare joke:

"Okay, now, both the head and the deputy head are there. However, should I explain?"

"The team is not bound by the members. Except for the necessary large-scale activities that require gatherings, the members can move freely at other times."

"And in order to ensure that our team can survive in the best possible way, after our thirteen members are full, if others want to join the brigade?" He said gradually with a calm face: "You can kill first. A member of the team, and then you can replace that person as a new team member.”

After saying this, everyone else's expressions changed.

Wojin grinned, Feitan seemed a little arrogant and disdainful.

Both have absolute confidence and will not be replaced by others.

"Is it still for the existence of the brigade?" Maureen thought.

Obviously, Krollo's setting such a standard is not only to ensure that the brigade has always had a sustainable increase in power.

In fact, it is more to motivate the members of the team not to slack off.

If it was replaced by someone else, it would be too bad.

"But if the team member dies for other reasons, the team leader will also take the initiative to find new team members."

Chrollo's head turned slightly, his eyes swept across the audience, "This is my simple idea.

035 Brigade established

"Any other questions?" Chrollo asked.

"What if there is a disagreement between the players?"

Franklin asked, "Is the minority subordinate to the majority?"

XIX?

Chrollo shook his head, "This can easily lead to instability and division within the team."

"It's better to flip a coin."

Mo Lin also mentioned, "Each one has a 50% chance. Whichever side God favors, it's up to fate."

"It's a good approach."

Chrollo looked at Maureen and smiled.

Franklin thought for a while, but had no opinion.

"Okay, do you have any other ideas?"

Chrollo asked again.

No one answered.

"Then our team is formed.

A smile bloomed on Chrollo's face again, "In order to declare our existence to the outside world, I plan to get spider tattoos on everyone's body."

"There are thirteen of us, so the number from zero to twelve is marked on the spider's tattoo, which represents our number.

He looked at Madge, "If you want to get a tattoo, please let Madge."

"Just leave it to me?"

Madge pulled the thin thread out of her wrist. "So your number is 0, right, Chrollo?"

"No, you should be called oo...o Captain now?"

"You could say the same."

Chrollo smiled gracefully.

"So where are you going to get the tattoo?

"Back?"

Chrollo also looked at the others, "You can also choose the number you like.

The others did not speak, but looked at Maureen first.

Since you are No. 0, then I will continue, No. 1.

Maureen said, and glanced at Nobunaga.

On the original version, the one with the No. 1 spider tattoo is Nobunaga.

"Maureen, do you choose number 1?

Wo Jin was calculating something, and then his fist tapped his palm hard.

"Then I'll choose the number!"

Saying that, he bumped his fist, "I plan to target you, and one day I will defeat you head-on.

He grinned, "So numerically, I have more '1's than you, to overwhelm you first!

"What the **** kind of logic are you doing?!"

Nobunaga looked at him speechlessly.

Then I thought about it, "My birthday is July, so I'll choose the number."

"Then why don't you choose No. 7?"

"I'm happy, can you handle it?!"

The two started pinching each other again.

Since Nobunaga doesn't want No. 7?"

The big man Franklin also chose one at random, "Give me the number 7."

"My words, let's go down

Feitan stretched out two fingers, "Give me number 2."

"Then I'm number 3."

Madge, who was tattooing the Chrollo-pattern spider, continued.

"I like the number nine."

Pike Norda holds her stalwart in both hands, and she also follows her own preferences in this regard.

In this way, the eight numbers of 0, Is2, 3, 7, 9, and 11 are set.

Except that No. 1 was taken over by Maureen, and the original No. 1 signal length was changed to No. 1, the others remained unchanged.

"Right, regiment... commander."

Wo Jin is also a little unfamiliar with this name, "Our team should have a name, right?

"Otherwise, it's always a team. The name of the team sounds a bit unpleasant."

"Of course."

Chrollo nodded lightly, a team name, but the key to the team's cohesion.

A good name can strengthen the recognition and sense of belonging of team members.

"I've already thought about it."

Before the team was formed, he had already thought of the name.

"It's called," Chrollo said with a smile:

"The Phantom Troupe."

The breeze blows, sweeps away the dust, and is about to set off layers of storms on this land.

In 196, the Phantom Troupe was formally established in the buffer zone of Meteor Street.

Eight founding members.

Head of the group: Chrollo Rushilu (No. 0).

Deputy Head: Maureen (No. 1).

Members: Feitan (No. 2), Madge (No. 3), Franklin (No. 7), Nobunaga Chahama (No.), Pike Norda (No. 9), Wojin (No. 11)

The name of the Phantom Troupe, no one objected.

After the brigade was established, after confirming their number, Madge tattooed each of them with spider tattoos.

Most of them are tattooed on the back, such as Kulolo, Morin, Wojin, etc.

After Maggie's work, the sun has completely called the curtain.

Taking advantage of the night, a group of people left in the direction of the periphery of Meteor Street.

Although Meteor Street is a landfill, it is quite easy to leave.

As long as you can pass through the garbage heap, you can easily go to the outside world.

Of course, this kind of people who leave quietly and alone, because there is no proof of social existence, even their identity is a problem, so a large part of them may become black fugitives and homeless people.

And some strong people who want to find a way out in earnest are all employed by the underworld families through the Presbyterian Church in Meteor Street.

The Sopranos provide them with proof of identity, and they provide the strength to act as thugs for mutual benefit.

Even the family of killers like Beating Dike, the spouse of the head of the family, and the housekeeper of the family were all found in Meteor Street. .

036 Si, really fragrant!

Whether it's Qiyu's mother Jiqiu, the housekeeper Wutong, or the trainee housekeeper Kanalia, they are all from Meteor Street.

But in the case of Maureen, Wojin, and Nobunaga having hated the elders, this road basically doesn't work.

And even if it can be done, they have no intention of making people a thug.

Going through the garbage dump is either relying on the defense of mind and getting out of the radiation, or getting on a garbage truck that dumps garbage from the outside world.

The few people present, namely Chrollo, Maureen, Maggie, Wojin, and Nobunaga, mastered the mind, and the latter three are half-baked novices.

Therefore, Feitan could only find a relatively large vehicle. After knocking the driver unconscious, the group got into the car and left.

It's not that Feitan relented and left the driver dead.

A rule that cannot be ignored on Meteor Street and the outside world is that drivers who transport garbage are not allowed to be killed.

If the people in Meteor Street want to survive, they also need to rely on these drivers to bring in the garbage.

If you say kill it, kill it. After no one comes to transport the garbage, Meteor Street will not be far from the decline of the riot.

Above this wilderness, in the dark night.

Under the bright moonlight, from time to time, trucks will be seen driving from outside, loaded with a pile of garbage, heading towards Meteor Street.

When people drive a big truck with one arm out of the window, their eyes are looking at the endless desert in the distance, especially when the moon is hanging high.

A refreshing feeling came back spontaneously.

Although the group of them didn't know the roads of the city, there were a lot of vehicles in this desert, and they could always find a place where people gathered when they casually followed behind a return car.

The driver was the eldest brother of the group, Franklin.

Older, more experienced, and more knowledgeable about life skills.

The co-pilot was Wo Jin, who was laughing and screaming at the boundless wilderness outside.

In the back compartment, Chrollo and Maureen were explaining the ability to read to Feitan and Pike Norda.

Franklin in front listened as he drove.